C117 (2/2)
”Hmph, why didn't you stop the battle from the very beginning?” The Divine Music Valley Ancestor coldly said.
”That is …” That's because the Divine Music Valley disciple fighting Yi Feng is the grandson of the Great Elder. Since the Great Elder didn't say anything, we didn't care either. The old man bitterly smiled. The ancestor had said before that he would give Yi Feng of the Xuan Dao Sect a lot of help and not neglect at all.
Not only did the upper echelons of the Divine Music Valley receive this order, but the Myriad Sword Sect and Mysterious Dao Sect received secret orders from their respective Patriarchs. However, they didn't know what was so special about this young man.
”So what if he's the grandson of the Grand Elder? If that happens again, we can just kill him. There's no need to tell me. There's also the best medicinal pills to treat that young man. You can go.” The voice was light, but it carried a trace of killing intent. The beautiful woman in the room used a voice that only she could hear: ”That old bastard Xuan Tian still wants me to compensate his healing disciple. However, this youth cannot afford to be careless. Perhaps today's battle will be beneficial for him.”
The old man left the courtyard, his face was covered in sweat. Even though his cultivation had reached the high-level Xiantian realm, in front of the Old Ancestor, it was as if he was facing the heavens and earth, an unchallengeable existence.
However, the old man was very suspicious. Who was this young man to actually make the forefather think so highly of him? Since this matter involved the ancestor, it wasn't something he could speculate about.
Currently, Yi Feng was lying unconscious in a simple room. If not for Yi Feng feeling the danger and using both the white runes and the tornado, he would have been dead by now.
The door was gently opened and the old man walked in. Looking at the young man lying on the bed, he bitterly smiled and said, ”A young man like you is able to grasp the space of the Dao. This old man admires you as well as respects you.”
As powerful as the azure-robed Zhan Tian and the others, they weren't even able to control the space of the Dao. But now, a sixteen-year-old youth was able to do so? This was absolutely shocking.
At this moment, a figure suddenly materialized in the room. It was the old woman who hadn't gone to the square just now, the Great Elder of the Divine Music Valley.
The old man's heart skipped a beat and he immediately stood in front of the bed, respectfully saying, ”The Great Elder is here.”
As if she understood what the old man was thinking, the old woman said indifferently, ”I won't hurt this youth. I'm not going to attack a youth. I'm just here to see this strange youth.”
The green-clothed old man heaved a sigh of relief. If the Grand Elder wanted to harm this youth, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to the Patriarch.
The old woman's eyes revealed a strange light, she looked at the young man and praised, ”To be able to withstand the Evil Dragon's devouring, that's really not bad, looks like the ancestor has good foresight.”
”Did the ancestor say anything about this youth?” The old woman suddenly asked the green-clothed old man.
”He didn't say anything. He just told the disciples not to provoke this young man, or else …” The patriarch's intention was to prevent anyone from seeking revenge on this young man.
”Or what?” The old woman calmly said.
”Let me kill him.” The old man could only speak the truth. If there were any problems, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
”Take good care of the youth, aiya …” Before the old woman finished speaking, her figure had already disappeared.
Yu Ziyang had used his sacred art, the evil dragon, to devour it, but in the end, it had backfired on him, causing him to be in a coma right now. Not only that, many of the veins in his body had ruptured, and his injuries were far worse than Yi Feng's.
Four o'clock!” Tomorrow!